The Hypercarnivore Diet: Eat Meat, Get Healthy. Plants Optional.

An apocalypse driven by natural disasters. Survival of the fittest. Typhoons, floods, deadly cold, scorching heat, earthquakes, tsunamis, insect plagues, acid rain… After struggling through three years of the apocalypse, Nicole Floyd met a brutal death. Miraculously, she woke up and found herself three days before it all began. Nicole seized the advantage to reclaim her storage space, flipping the switch on full-on stockpiling mode. She shopped until she ran out of money, and her storage was packed tight. She also looked for the dog that had saved her life once before. She sharpened her knives, stacked her supplies, and took care of unfinished business. She paid back every debt, whether owed in blood or in kindness. And then, disaster struck. Her right hand gripping a knife and her left stroking the dog, Nicole pressed on through the ruins of a world without order or morals.

"What are you playing at?" He snarled, his deep voice coated with a thick accent."First of all, you ain't a worthy opponent to play with," Her voice was calm and smooth."Do you wanna die?" "I'd see you try," She smiled.In a flash, he grabbed her by the throat, pushing her body against the wall. Silvia showed no sign of fear as she looked him straight in the eyes; not a wince passed her lips. The jade in those green hues turns a shade darker in a sinister way. "I'll f*cking kill you," He growled.Their eyes locked as the corner of her lips quirked up. "Cute of you to think you can," she mused and by now Hunter was trembling in rage.***Silvia Macklin has fought every step of the way to reach her goal- no matter the cost was her happiness or her life. She has the aim to achieve and the girl was so focused until he came along like a tornado of a storm- who left her very being in the rubble of chaos.Hunter Colt was a man you never want to meet. With his short temper and cold heart, you won't get the chance for forgiveness before you're six feet under the ground. He may look like a God but he was the worst cruel devil out there waiting patiently for his prey to f*ck up so he could play.He has everything under control until he meets a hazel-eyed girl who came straight out of his enemy's den. Would he protect her or torment her? Read to find out.ALPHA'S LETHAL DESIRE SERIESSinful Temptation BOOK 1Alpha Rasmus BOOK 2Ruthless Mate BOOK 3Alpha Hunter BOOK 4

⚠️ Warning: This book contains explicit, primal sexual content, dominant Alphas, willing Omegas, and intense mate-bond passion intended for mature 18+ readers only. In the world of packs, some lines are drawn in blood-and some are meant to be crossed in the heat of desire. This scorching collection of 15 standalone tales dives into the most forbidden unions in werewolf society, where primal instinct overrules every rule. From intense Alpha/ Omega power dynamics and voyeuristic thrills to dangerous age-gap cravings, boss/employee risks, and step-family secrets, each story simmers with raw, explicit passion: claiming bites, dominant growls, submitting whimpers, and bodies pushed to the edge of primal ecstasy. Yet every illicit encounter ends in a sweet, satisfying mate-bond-happy endings where forbidden lovers claim their forever against all odds, leaving no regrets, only eternal, ecstatic bliss. Hot. Primal. Unapologetically Naughty. If you crave the rush of crossing every line and feeling the surge of a destined bond, these tales will leave you breathless, flushed, and howling for more.

18+ Extremely Explicit Content, Reader Discretion Heavily Advised Content Warnings: This collection contains Graphic sex, dubious consent, significant age gaps, taboo relationships, religious blasphemy/roleplay, rough and degrading scenes, morally corrupt characters, filthy language, and intense psychological edges. If dark, controversial, or morally twisted themes bother you, walk away now. Some hungers stay buried in the shadows. Others are so wrong, so deliciously depraved, they burn to be spoken. Wicked Hunger delivers raw, no holds barred erotic stories where every rule is made to be shattered. Step into a haze of temptation where guilt only makes the pleasure sharper. From holy men who break their sacred vows to men who should never touch their best friend’s little sister, each tale drags you into a slow, aching descent into sin. They’re dangerous. They’re off-limits. And they’re exactly what your body has been begging for. Indulge the cravings you were never supposed to have. These cravings that don't go away when you close your eyes. They get louder.

My father died of esophageal cancer. For the final two years of his life, he could barely swallow anything. By the time he passed, he was nothing but skin and bones. The first New Year after his death, he came to my mother in a dream. "I'm starving," he said. "I just want to taste the thick-cut steak you used to make." My mother believed it without question. That very day, she pan-seared a large platter of steak and carried it to his grave. The next morning, she suffered a sudden heart attack and died on the spot. Devastated, I handled my mother's funeral together with my husband. That same night, my husband dreamed of my father as well. "Chester," he said, "I haven't eaten in so long. I want your pâté, served with some strong liquor." When my husband woke up, he bought the finest liver pâté, opened a bottle of single-malt whiskey, and went straight to the grave. However, not long after returning home, he collapsed from acute liver failure. He was rushed to the ICU and died three days later. I was on the brink of collapse myself. I left my daughter in the care of a close friend while I tried to handle the endless wave of tragedy. That evening, my daughter never came home from school. I searched everywhere, and finally, on the road to the cemetery, I found her. She was clutching a bowl of spicy stew, several grilled sausages floating in the broth. "Mom," she said, "Grandpa and I used to eat this all the time. I dreamed he said he was hungry." I finally lost it. I knocked the bowl from her hands and carried her home. That night, my father appeared in my dream once more. "I suffered so much while alive," he said. "Have some pity on me. "New Year's is coming. I want to come home for a meal. Make sure you cook fish." I woke in terror. Holding my daughter, I sat before the three framed portraits for two full days without eating or drinking. On New Year's morning, I realized she was no longer breathing. Clutched tightly in her hand was a packet of spicy dried salmon. I could not believe it. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my mother, her eyes red with worry, said she was going out to buy steak.

BOOK 2 OF THE EXCITING PARANORMAL ROMANCE THRILLER SERIES: VICKIE: Doctor by day. Werewolf Hunter by night... Just when things with the zombies looked like they were under control and behind them, Vickie Anderson's life goes topsy turvy when her true love, the very independent Dr. Peter Thomason, returns to Africa and werewolves appear. With the arrival of werewolves to her mountains, Vicki and her friends must figure out a way to deal with and eliminate them. To add to her stress, heartache, and confusion, friends who she thought were friends turn out to be enemies and new love is offered, but is she ready to trust and accept it? If you enjoyed book one of the Adventures of Vickie Anderson titled, VICKIE: Doctor by day. Zombie Hunter by night, don't miss reading book two! It's equally entertaining and even more sizzling.